Tuesday, November 1, 2011

NaNo

I see on Twitter the start of many activities for November. Grow a mustache for Movember to promote men's health, write a book at 500 words a day for NaNoWriMo.

I guess this kind of group activity and support works for a lot of people, but I really don't get it. I'll write when I damn well feel like it. November is not the boss of me.

I like that Movember coincides with the 7 billionth baby being born. All the friends I have participating in Movember are non-breeders. As in they seriously don't want to ever have children. It makes me wish there was some kind of promotional event for that part of men's health. How to not have babies, how to still get dates when women find out you never want children, things like that. Not wanting children is worse than being an atheist for making a woman dump a man, according to my friends.

Since November isn't the boss of me but I'm standing here writing this anyway I'll just write badly and change the subject randomly, just to spite November.

Has anybody seen a news story about the first person to die after the 7 billionth baby was born? That would be fair and balanced.

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